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  feel that chill, smell that fresh cut grass
 I'm back  my hemlet, cleats and shoulder pads.
 Standing in the huddle listening to  call
 fans going crazy  the boys of fall.
 They didn't  just anybody in that club
 it took every ounce  heart and sweat and blood
 to get to wear  gameday jerseys down the hall.
 The kings of the school man were  boys of fall.
 
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 Well it's turning  stars and stripes
  fighting back them butterflies
 it's call it in the  alrighty, yes sir, we want the ball.
 And it's knockin heads and talkin 
  slingin mud and dirt and grass
 it's I  your number I got your back when your back's against the wall
 you  with one man you got us all
 the boys of 
 
 In little towns like mine that's all  got,
 newspaper clippings fill the  shops.
 The old men will  think they know it all,
 young girls'll dream  the boys of fall.
 
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 We're the boys of fall. (The boys of 
 We're the boys of